Month: December 2017

  • A House for All Seasons

    A House for All Seasons

    The house under construction next door is complete and people are moving in.  I see appliances, furniture and clothes carried up as they begin to settle into a new house, a new location, and a new debt.  I think of the houses in which I’ve lived—the one in which I was raised, where I lived […]

  • Fishers of Men and Women

    Fishers of Men and Women

    Two fishermen were at the edge of the surf, fishing for whiting.  I watched as they landed several fish, each excited over the other’s catch, each carefully storing the fish in a cooler for later eating.  I’m reminded that Jesus chose fishermen as his first disciples, selecting those who had learned to net fish,  teaching […]

  • Fresh Sight

    Fresh Sight

    As I crossed over the boardwalk this morning, I met a woman taking a photograph from the walk, focusing on a giant stump half buried in the sand.  I offered to take a picture of her on the walk, but she declined.  I couldn’t help but look at the stump from her perspective.  It was […]

  • Beware of Splinters!

    Beware of Splinters!

    The sign posted near the boardwalk warns that there is construction going on; “Beware of Splinters” it proclaims.  I lift my feet as I walk, careful not to slide them along in a slouchy gait that has become habitual.  Why, I wonder, do I too often drag my feet along, as if they’re heavy to […]

  • Emmanuel: God is With Us

    Emmanuel: God is With Us

    Dear Heavenly Father—Christmas is a time to reminisce, to remember the past and celebrate early days. But Christmas is equally a time to look forward. The birth of Jesus itself was prophesied by sages centuries earlier, people who saw the promise Jesus would fulfill. The angels predicted Jesus’ purpose to Mary and Joseph, to the […]

  • A Prayer for Christmas

    A Prayer for Christmas

    Dear Heavenly Father—I see all of my past Christmases as pages in a photograph album, each year a separate picture. Tomorrow there will be 80 pages. They begin with my earliest foggy memories—a doll, a stuffed Scotty dog, a trike. And then the pictures are clearer—the 8 of us including three grandparents. Some years there […]

  • Where Beauty Lies

    Where Beauty Lies

    Our friends left today after their week’s visit with us.  Together we saw so many things—pelicans, egrets, herons, dolphins, alligators, hundreds of different shells, and crabs galore—just some of the life we witnessed.  I thought of all we witnessed and wondered if my friends’ love for the ocean was reflected in the ocean’s display on […]

  • Beach Butterflies

    Beach Butterflies

    When the tide is just right, I can draw my foot in an arc at the water’s edge and sometimes reveal an array of coquina shells.  How beautiful they are, each like half a butterfly in an amazing assortment of colors.  Some are all one shade, others are striped, and others appear almost mottled.  Exposed […]

  • Disappearing Foam

    Disappearing Foam

    Sea foam washed over my feet as I waded at the dividing line between shore and surf.  Like white soapsuds, the foam floated at the water’s edge, piled up in puffs on the beach, and scudded across the sand with each gust of wind.  Caused by the agitation of the waves, the foam billows up […]

  • Grabbing Hold

    Grabbing Hold

    Lately I notice that crab claws seem to litter the beach.  The pincers look odd washing up on the shore’s edge, grasping and clinging to nothing at all.  When they were still attached to the crab, they were constantly in motion, holding fast to prey or reaching out and combing the sand for more to […]